Lucky Me

Twelve

{edited}

Friday, Dec 19

I got up, it was 5:45 am in the morning, my usual time to wake up for school. I sigh, doing the whole get ready in the morning thing.

I finally washed out all of the excess makeup and gross face oils and such. I slip on some dark skinny jeans and a random t-shirt from Aeropostale. I put on my only gray sweater and for the first time in a while, same patterened socks. I ran downstairs to the sound of guns shooting and groans of dying people. My brother was playing video games, of course. I make myself some cereal and grab a granola bar from the cabinet and put it inside of my- Wait, wear is my backpack? Oh yeah! I'm guessing somebody stole it or something. Seriously? My ipod was in there! "Oh yeah! Iza, you accidently took my backpack to school I'm not sure if you went inside it or anything but anyways if you did-" I finished my bowl of cereal and basically threw it in the sink making a pretty loud noise. He stopped talking and resumed his video games, "Look please don't tell anybody? I don't fuck around like that it's just I want to be prepared for-"

"Alright! I get it, it's fine!" I grab my shoulder strap bag and went out to the bus stop. Nobody was there yet when I looked. I look behind me, Alex was trying to close the door but his sweater got caught into it. He practically wore the same thing every single day but he works it. He finally starts to head towards my way. He notices me and looks at the ground underneath him. I slightly wave, not even lifting my hand at all. I start to walk again when he get's closer to me also waiting for him to talk but he doesn't. He just seemed like he was kind of distracted. "Hey." I say breaking the silence, "Hi." He says back without looking at me. Something's up and I have a feeling it's something about me. "Okay what's up with you?" I ask with a little attitude but I was mostly concerned, the Alex I know is pretty talkative. "What do you mean? I'm great." He bluntly said back, He looks at me but with really tired eyes. His voice was more groggy like he has a sore throat. "Well, you aren't really great at showing it. What's wrong Alex?" He hesitates and shook his head. I scoff silently to myself and look away from him. "Alex, Please tell me what's going on! If I did something tell me. Please tell me what's going on?" I couldn't help myself to ask, he looks at me with wild eyes now. But he still looked lost, "You'd think I'm an idiot, Iza." He mutters, "No I won't... just tell me. I promise." I said, the bus drives up, Alex and I walk up the doors. He walks behind me and whispers in my ear. "I'll tell you later alright? Just not, now." I nod my head and quickly sat down. Hearing the whispers from people all over this bus that are probably about me.

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The bus arrives to my school and everybody got off including Alex. I step off the bus last, I mutter thank you to the bus driver while putting on the hood of my sweater. When I step onto the sidewalk from the last step of the bus, Brandon walks right past me. Ever since Brandon gave me that chocolate bar, Alex has been so distant and just different. Is he allergic to chocolate? Did I say something? I hope I didn't, he's a really sweet guy and I don't want to ruin it, whatever "it" is. I sigh while walking in to school, expecting laughs and paper balls thrown at me but none of that happened. I guess Bree actually took this seriously and stopped with the shenanigans. That's very unlikely to happen though, this is really suspicious. Even my own locker is cleaned off the permanent marker. I open it, the same notebooks in my locker are still there. Nothing was miss placed or gone. Well then I guess for now, it's pretty cool. I grab my notebooks for first period and close my locker. Beth and Lili are both walking together smiling, giggling and talking. "Hey! Guys! Wait for me!" I walk up to them, struggling to hold all of my things. They look back and turn around the corner leaving me. Wow, my friends ran away from me. My own best friends, why would they do that? Unless they were complete fakes all these years. I turn around in disbelief maybe they were in a rush or something. I kept thinking of solutions while walking to class.

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Lunch was tough, even the food was tough to eat. Gross, but what was really hard about it was where to sit. It seemed like my "best friends" didn't want to be seen with me. So I thought I would sit next to the guys, but I immidiately changed my mind because if I do I would look more like a slut. So I decide to ditch lunch, and walk out of the school to go to the gas station across the street. It's 11:25 am right now so I have about 30 minutes.

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The walk there was short but very chilly. This winter break is going to be very boring. When I entered the building the jingling bell ringed, the white tiled floor was more yellowish than the color of urined snow. My smile went wide when I saw all of the variety of junk foods! Then, I finally remembered, I don't have money. Shoot, theres nothing much that could help me get the stuff. Maybe I could just, steal it. No, I already gotten in enough trouble, I could just ask Brandon for money later and get something from the vending machine. But everything is so healthy in those machines, ugh. I glance around my surroundings seeing if any ideas can come to mind. The microwave, canned foods... Maybe I could distract them with the microwave and then run out with the food? I don't think there's any better idea. I grab the canned beans, and put in the microwave. I put it for 30:00 mins and quickly went into a random aisle to blend in. While the cashier is busy with a customer, I grab the flaming hot Cheetos and sour cream Pringles. I take a look at the microwave, it's at 28 minutes now. Soon the microwave will explode and I get to make a run for it.
Few minutes past and I was just lurking around. Smoke began to come out of the machine and sparks began to fly out too. "Its gonna blow!" Someone shouts, and thats my que to leave. I push the exit door and run down the sidewalk towards the school. I stop to look back, expecting a man chasing after me calling the cops but nobody was there. The sound of the microwave is still going, then a bright light shined and two men walking out of the door. Coughing smoke and letting out debris from the mess in there. Success! I chuckle at myself, I seriously can't believe that worked! I began to run away again, hopefully not getting caught.

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I arrive and enter the school slowly and sneakily. I swiftly made it into the janitors closet without anybody noticing me. I'm so proud of myself, when I open the bag of Cheetos and the Pringles literally the doors to heaven opened. I ate all alone in the dim room sitting on the ground. Honestly, I'm so freaking happy, but I just did a crime. Im so screwed but I'm satisfied. My phone buzzed in my pocket, seeing Brandon has texted me. It read,

Brandon:
Where are you? I'm so lonely ;(

Me:
Jans closet, i think 339

I struggle typing using my left hand while using only 3 fingers told hold my phone in the other hand. He sends back,

Brandon:
I'm coming, stay!

Me:
Woof woof 🐶

I continue eating my lunch, it's 11:45 now leaving me about 10-15 minutes to eat.

Brandon walks in, he sits down by me grabbing the Pringles chip out of my hand. I grab another one and pop it into my mouth. "How'd you get this stuff?" Brandon asks, I smirk and explain my robbery. "Wow, you just broke the law! Jesus christ, you're amazingly crazy!" He says grabbing the whole box of Pringles. "Hey, don't hog! I stole em' I deserve some!" I grab it out of his hands and he pouts. Oh shit, I always give in and I know I'm not going to give in. I decide to just throw the chip at his face, making him smile. I join with him.